The words Lay and Lie are verbs that are often used incorrectly. One of the reasons is that there are two Lay verbs. One is the base form of the verb Lay, and the other is the past tense of the verb Lie. Lay is a transitive verb meaning 'to put or place.' Someone lays something down. (Note: Lay is also a widely recognized slang verb or noun involved wit...
He was kissing her legs. He loves to kiss her legs. Her legs are long and tight. He starts by kissing her left ankle. He crawls to the bottom of the bed, shoving the sheets out of his way, and begins kissing her ankle. He moves up her leg, kissing her calf. He lifts her leg up off of the bed to kiss the back of her calf, his tongue licking her skin. He slide...
Just a little light Christmas short story. Please enjoy a fictional fantasy journey into urban science fiction. ~~~~~ Dear Bob. Sleeping alone and sleep poorly? Are you tired and worn out all the time? Life unsatisfactory, not working to your potential? We have the revolutionary new bed for you. Guaranteed full night's sleep, every night. Wake every...
Years ago when we used to swing regularly. We used to go to this small club just outside Central London almost every fortnight. We went on different nights from Singles nights to couple nights. This particular night we went to a singles night where they had about 5 guys to each girl. It was a small club, a dance floor, a bedroom with a four poster bed which...
"My pet I have a surprise for you today." I smile as I gaze up into Her Beautiful B Blue Eyes, her long straight jet-black hair laying neatly down her back, "yes Mistress." She looks down into my deep dark brown eyes as she moves my medium length wavy dark brown hair out of her way to attach my leash to my collar and leads me into one of the extra bedrooms...
The journey home from work was rarely an interesting affair for Nikki. Being crammed into an underground train wasn't exactly her idea of fun -- she didn't like small spaces in kink, let alone in everyday life -- but this was a compromise she knew she had to make to earn the lifestyle she was starting to become accustomed to. Recently, however, that lifesty...
She found herself curled up in the center of the bed, a sea of pristine white cotton surrounding her. It was a hotel bed after all and so the duvet cover was white, spotless and crisp. She was the one lone dimple in the landscape. Her point of view allowed an especially illustrative glimpse at the vastness of the canvas. She couldn't help but be reminded of...
My mother runs a small Bed and Breakfast out in the Lakes district. She has a large house with half a dozen bedrooms and there's only her in the old house now. Her justification for turning the old house into a Bed & Breakfast was that she needed to to make ends meet. What a laugh. I was one of the executors of my father's estate and I know what she's got sq...
Linda was shopping in the mall on Saturday morning. She had plenty of time to be on her own because her husband Lloyd would be gone from home most of the day helping a friend repair his garage. Their old queen size bed was about worn out and they needed a new bed. She was looking in furniture stores for a good bed at a reasonable price. Lloyd and Linda wante...
I am kajira, waiting and presenting myself at the door for my Master when he comes home from work. I wait in bracelets, naked, on my knees, arms behind me and breasts forward trying to keep eyes down as I wait. The waiting becoming almost a torture of sorts. When my Master arrived home He was pleased to find me ready and waiting for what ever it is He desi...